Victoria let her mind wander as she walked back towards her home. Summer
nights had always called to her and whenever she could she indulged in
these early evening walks. Vicky cast a glance at the fields around her.
Growing up in a small farming community did have its advantages. A girl
could quite safely take these walks alone and never be bothered. Little did
she know that tonight would be different, nothing would go as planned.
A just week from her twentieth birthday and Vicky was a sophomore at college. She had so much ahead of her. The girl was rouse from her thoughts as she heard a branch snap somewhere close. It's probably just a wild animal, she thought but a chill ran up her spine and she wasn't so sure anymore. Victoria quickened her pace and glanced anxiously over her shoulder and was brought to a grinding halt as she walked right into a hard body.
"Holy shit!" Victoria yelped as she jumped back. She looked up to find before her a pale, blonde man with really, really big incisors. Turning to run Vicky quick saw that two other blondes had surrounded her. "Who are you?" she demanded looking for an escape route.
"Everything will be explained later, child," the first and oldest man told her, "Don't resist, you will only make things harder on yourself."
Vicky reached slowly into her pocket, "Just come along quietly, huh?" Victoria cast a furious glare at the other two men, "What so you can rape me or something?"
The taller of the young men shook his head, "You have my word, nothing like that is going to happen to you."
"Oh yeah, I believe you," Victoria said incredulously.
"It doesn't matter if you believe us or not," the elder told her calmly his eyes began to glow in a peculiar light, "You're coming with us. We're your family now." The elder gestured to the smaller of the two youths, "Take her."
The small blonde stepped forward and Vicky's hand flashed out of her pocket and she sprayed the man in the eyes with a can of mace. The taller blonde moved quickly to grab her and in desperation she kicked him in the groin turning to run as he doubled over in pain. Victoria ran towards the woods any other route being blocked off. She had known this woods since she was a child and with any luck she'd be able to make it home.
The eldest male laughed and turned to his companions, "After her," he snarled baring his teeth.
Victoria ran through the woods her memory allowing her to make her way more quickly through the tangle of trees and undergrowth. She let out a scream as someone grabbed her from behind jerking her off her feet. A large hand covered her mouth and she began to struggle. "Stop it!" her captor barked holding her against him tightly, "it'll be okay, I promise."
Vicky's eyes widened in fear as the smallest man and his elder approached. "Good job, Edge." The leader praised approaching at his leisure.
"Thank you, Sire." The man called Edge replied still holding Vicky tightly against him.
The eldest man reached out to caress Victoria's cheek and a tear slipped from her eye. "Now, now," he admonished, "There is no need for tears. It will be over quickly." He reached out and took her from Edge moving her hair to the side. Victoria struggled but he was too strong for her. She let out a scream as he snarled but it was soon cut off as his fangs pierced her neck. Soon Victoria ceased her struggles and went limp in his arms. She was dying and she knew it. She felt so, so cold. A bloody wrist was held before. "Drink!" a voice barked and she did as she was told, drinking deeply with a hunger never known to her before.
Vicky cried out as the wrist was torn from her grasp. She gasped looking around her at the three men who seemed to be waiting for something. Victoria cried out as a terrible pain tore at her stomach and soon the pain consumed her whole body. The one called Edge moved to kneel beside her and she was vaguely aware of him pulling her into his lap. "It won't last long. It's okay." He stroked her hair soothingly.
Victoria let him hold her, in too much agony to resist. "What's happening to me?" she asked between sobs curling into a fetal position in his arms.
"You're becoming on of us," he answered softly. "No more questions now, just try to calm down."
"It hurts!" she cried as the pain intensified.
The smallest blonde moved to kneel beside her as well as the eldest simply watched in silence. "I know it hurts, Little One. But it will pass," he told her rubbing her arm in a soothing manner.
Victoria found them true to their word, within minutes the pain had faded away and she lay too exhausted to move in Edge's arms. Vicky's eyes began to drift closed and she fought to stay awake. Finally, the elder moved forward, "Sleep childe, you need to rest."
"Who are you?" she demanded struggling to stay awake.
"You may call me Gangrel. Think of me as your father," He told her placing a hand on her forehead. "Now sleep."
Victoria felt a peaceful feeling pass over her and her body began to relax and soon she was asleep. "Come, we must move." Gangrel said turning to go.
Edge stood lifting the girl in his arms. In her sleep she curled against him one arm reaching up to wrap around his neck. He smiled down at her before following his Sire into the darkness.
A just week from her twentieth birthday and Vicky was a sophomore at college. She had so much ahead of her. The girl was rouse from her thoughts as she heard a branch snap somewhere close. It's probably just a wild animal, she thought but a chill ran up her spine and she wasn't so sure anymore. Victoria quickened her pace and glanced anxiously over her shoulder and was brought to a grinding halt as she walked right into a hard body.
"Holy shit!" Victoria yelped as she jumped back. She looked up to find before her a pale, blonde man with really, really big incisors. Turning to run Vicky quick saw that two other blondes had surrounded her. "Who are you?" she demanded looking for an escape route.
"Everything will be explained later, child," the first and oldest man told her, "Don't resist, you will only make things harder on yourself."
Vicky reached slowly into her pocket, "Just come along quietly, huh?" Victoria cast a furious glare at the other two men, "What so you can rape me or something?"
The taller of the young men shook his head, "You have my word, nothing like that is going to happen to you."
"Oh yeah, I believe you," Victoria said incredulously.
"It doesn't matter if you believe us or not," the elder told her calmly his eyes began to glow in a peculiar light, "You're coming with us. We're your family now." The elder gestured to the smaller of the two youths, "Take her."
The small blonde stepped forward and Vicky's hand flashed out of her pocket and she sprayed the man in the eyes with a can of mace. The taller blonde moved quickly to grab her and in desperation she kicked him in the groin turning to run as he doubled over in pain. Victoria ran towards the woods any other route being blocked off. She had known this woods since she was a child and with any luck she'd be able to make it home.
The eldest male laughed and turned to his companions, "After her," he snarled baring his teeth.
Victoria ran through the woods her memory allowing her to make her way more quickly through the tangle of trees and undergrowth. She let out a scream as someone grabbed her from behind jerking her off her feet. A large hand covered her mouth and she began to struggle. "Stop it!" her captor barked holding her against him tightly, "it'll be okay, I promise."
Vicky's eyes widened in fear as the smallest man and his elder approached. "Good job, Edge." The leader praised approaching at his leisure.
"Thank you, Sire." The man called Edge replied still holding Vicky tightly against him.
The eldest man reached out to caress Victoria's cheek and a tear slipped from her eye. "Now, now," he admonished, "There is no need for tears. It will be over quickly." He reached out and took her from Edge moving her hair to the side. Victoria struggled but he was too strong for her. She let out a scream as he snarled but it was soon cut off as his fangs pierced her neck. Soon Victoria ceased her struggles and went limp in his arms. She was dying and she knew it. She felt so, so cold. A bloody wrist was held before. "Drink!" a voice barked and she did as she was told, drinking deeply with a hunger never known to her before.
Vicky cried out as the wrist was torn from her grasp. She gasped looking around her at the three men who seemed to be waiting for something. Victoria cried out as a terrible pain tore at her stomach and soon the pain consumed her whole body. The one called Edge moved to kneel beside her and she was vaguely aware of him pulling her into his lap. "It won't last long. It's okay." He stroked her hair soothingly.
Victoria let him hold her, in too much agony to resist. "What's happening to me?" she asked between sobs curling into a fetal position in his arms.
"You're becoming on of us," he answered softly. "No more questions now, just try to calm down."
"It hurts!" she cried as the pain intensified.
The smallest blonde moved to kneel beside her as well as the eldest simply watched in silence. "I know it hurts, Little One. But it will pass," he told her rubbing her arm in a soothing manner.
Victoria found them true to their word, within minutes the pain had faded away and she lay too exhausted to move in Edge's arms. Vicky's eyes began to drift closed and she fought to stay awake. Finally, the elder moved forward, "Sleep childe, you need to rest."
"Who are you?" she demanded struggling to stay awake.
"You may call me Gangrel. Think of me as your father," He told her placing a hand on her forehead. "Now sleep."
Victoria felt a peaceful feeling pass over her and her body began to relax and soon she was asleep. "Come, we must move." Gangrel said turning to go.
Edge stood lifting the girl in his arms. In her sleep she curled against him one arm reaching up to wrap around his neck. He smiled down at her before following his Sire into the darkness.